Thursday, February 08, 2018

1957 ... Living it up at the Ferguson, NY City


As you read in my last entry it had been my dream for years to work in NY City and, finally, here I was !  However, the first thing that I needed was a place to stay. I had very little in the way of savings and no clear idea as to what jobs were in the offing. When I heard of the Ferguson Hotel for Girls (billed as a “safe haven for young ladies new to New York”) I was thrilled.    It was in a 6-story brownstone and not only was the location great (the upper East side in the 80’s) but it offered both breakfast and dinner as part of the very affordable weekly charge.
 
My enthusiasm was dampened a bit when I saw the actual rooms. There were three of us sharing a small bedroom on the fourth floor; but, it was clean and the other girls were pleasant. The rules were stringent and included… no drinking, no smoking or cooking in our rooms & definitely NO MALES ABOVE THE FIRST FLOOR !
 
Little did I know that my roomies were out-of-work starlets and they thought nothing of breaking every one of these rules if it could help pay the rent ! I’m not sure how they got everything past the “house warden” but finding a strange male in MY BED was a shock to say the least. Actually it was the last straw and I asked to be transferred to the first single room that came available. 
 
That room and getting hired to work at WABC Radio actually became a reality on the same day. I took that as a good luck sign then: but, looking back at it from the distance of 60 years I wonder how things would have been if I’d stayed with the starlets. I’ll bet my blogging memories would be a bit spicier!

 

7 Comments:

Blogger Marie Smith said...

Sounds like a university dorm room problem! Such a wonderful time in your life though, Ginnie.

4:06 AM  
Blogger Anvilcloud said...

In retrospect that was a funny incident, but I don't imagine you thought so at the time.

8:39 AM  
Blogger Arkansas Patti said...

Ha ha, something to think about. Interesting times to be sure. Did the starlets ever become famous?

1:03 PM  
Blogger Ginnie said...

No, Patti ... I think the starlets never really thought they'd "make it" ... they loved the "idea" of stardom and milked it for all it was worth !

2:22 PM  
Blogger troutbirder said...

Darn it!!!

2:38 PM  
Blogger possum said...

Reminds me of my 'single' room... somehow it seemed to end up being the meeting place, or where other girls asked to hang out to study because their roommates were being too noisy or obnoxious and they had a big exam the next day. sigh. As an art major I needed space for painting or building stuff. But at least I never found some guy in my bed!
Good story, Ginnie.

11:05 AM  
Blogger Beatrice P. Boyd said...

It does sound amusing when you retell it after all these years, but bet it wasn't at the time, Ginnie. But a good thing is that you got a single on a lower floor and your job at WABC so all was good in the end.

1:39 PM  

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